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I was hanging up some clothes today and I found my puffy vest somewhere in the pile, and the shirt I was wearing with it the night you told me I looked like I could be in the Coast Guard because it looked like a life jacket. It doesn't smell like you anymore, and that kills me. I'm so scared that I'm going to forget all my memories, that they're going to fade away, just like with the vest, and I won't ever be able to get them back.